There aren't many places one can call home, but actually I have two. My first home, as you know, is Venice, where I was born and bred and still live with my very (proud) Venetian husband; the other one is Dublin, where my mother is from and my family lives. When I was a child, I used to spend all my summer and Christmas holidays at my Nana's house, a beautiful two storey villa with front and back garden in the Ballsbridge neighborhood, only 10 minutes from Dublin Bay and the small town of Sandymount, where once upon a time, my grandfather Tom had a fruit and vegetable shop, which today is a lovely bookstore named 'Books on the Green '.
I know the city relatively well and if there is one thing I really love about it, it is its people. Generosity and warmth would definitely be the two adjective I’d choose to describe the Irish, but I would also add pride, strength and creativity. Food wise, for years I have heard my Italian friends say that Ireland is not a destination for gourmets, but to be honest with you, I disagree. Every country has its own specialties, and Ireland is no less.
As George Orwell wrote in his wonderful essay 'In defence of English Cooking', I have to say that Irish cooking too is simply incredible. It is homey, tasty and comforting, all at the same time. Many are the things I look forward to eating whenever I get to visit my family: the butter, the cakes, the desserts, the freshly baked loaves of bread and all the stews and pies. Mouthwatering and delicious. As for my husband, he is always eager to undertake a beer and whiskey tasting (among his preferred whiskeys, Yellow Spot and Green Spot). While, with regard to myself, one of my dreams is to attend the baking course at The Firehouse School on the island of Heir in County Cork (just in case anyone -mother...- needed suggestions for my upcoming birthday present...).
Local Irish food is just great: exquisite dairy products, freshly caught fish, usually breaded and fried or smoked, super flavourful herbs and salads, an infinite variety of edible flowers and, of course, potatoes, in whatever way they are prepared. In general, the perfumes and images I tend to associate with Ireland are the ones of freshly cut grass, of drizzle and mist, of the fresh and salty air of the sea, and, last but not least, of scones, butter, raspberry jam and black tea.
Ireland offers really a lot, and plenty are the indoor and outdoor activities for anyone into natural life, wilderness, arts and poetry. In this post, though, I only have the space to share some tips addressed to curious, independent and easy-going travellers that have less than a week to spend in and around Dublin, so if any of you needs extra advice or would like to add something of their own to my words, please feel free to drop me an email or leave a comment at the bottom of the post, I would be delighted to hear from you!
Dublin is quite small. If you are visiting for the first time, stay in the centre, explore the old town on foot and take the DART train for a visit to one of the smaller cities located along the coast. Whether you opt for the fishermen village of Howth, the small town of Dalkey with its beautiful island, Malahide and its Castle, or Bray in Co. Wicklow (great for kids), I'm sure you will love it! If you are staying for at least five days, do consider hiring a car and heading to the country. My favourite destination, the West (especially Galway and the Aran islands).
With regard to food, portions are big (a main is usually enough), a regular American coffee is twice the size the one we serve in Italy and if you don't want butter on your toast, say it immediately! If you are on a budget, for dinner consider opting for the early-bird menu, while vegetarians and vegans don't have to worry as in recent time many are the lovely cafeterias and restaurants offering specific menus (I really like the Tang Cafe in Dawson Street), with organic and locally sourced produce!
Please remember that people are hyper-friendly, so a nice Hello and Good-Bye when entering a shop/bar is always appreciated! Don't worry if a total stranger starts calling you 'Love' (pronounced luv) or 'Sweetheart', it's normal! And, if you don't understand the accent... try harder!